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Part of the clean and purge is coming in contact with things that have been around you for so long that you forgot how special they are. One of the nice things about this office is the wainscoting with a little shelf on top. I have had all my mini fiber art pieces displayed there. I started picking them up and putting them in a box to go with me to the new studio. I can remember who made each one without looking on the back. These two are by Kristin La Flamme and Connie Rose.
I found this drawing of Lisa’s long gone rescue dog, Megan. I was taking a class with Lura Schwarz Smith and I was going to make an art quilt for her with Megan’s image. I think I did just her head. I will probably find it when I get to the studio next week.
I had a big pile of yarn. Most of it was put in a bag to donate to the Prayer Shawl ladies at Trinity. I saved this variegated yard. Love the colors in all of these.
I also boxed up all my magazines. I will offer these for sale at my studio sale and the leftovers will go to the Guild Silent Auction.
I thought I would share some of the other journal I found. The first page says: Journal of Visual Observations. It was started in October when we lived in Wilmington, NC – I don’t know what year or why I started this. I was active in the local art museum as a docent and took art classes there. Anyway, I was amused by what I wrote.
At the beach, ocean colors change from dark blue green to a pale, pale blue green as the waves hit shore, Sky is deep blue that becomes softened near the horizon. Clouds on the horizon at first seem to be hues of gray and white but then become shades of purple and mauve.
The sand character is determined by several qualities – the water content – wetter sand is darker and very smooth. At the shoreline as the waves meet the sand, there is an ever changing effervescent quality – bubbles and water splashing, flashes of light, stones and shells pushed to a new location.
Sailboats are beautiful to us because of the graceful lines of the sales and the hull contrasted with the vertical lines of the mast and ropes.
Walking the dog on my street, I notice the man-made clutter that punctuates nature. Paint spill on the leaves of a shrub. Trash, a yellow paint line and red flags left by NCNG, Although unappealing, the artist can use this jarring juxtaposition as an attention grabber or to make a point. Art is not always beautiful.
Dawn – dark shadows change to splashes of sun light. Followed by dapled sunlight and then full sun. Sun is sometimes bright red whe it’s hazy. This week it is bright yellow.
6pm- Sun is setting. Airlie road is in shade. Sun is still shining across the waterway on the beach community. The light is beautiful reflecting off the beach cottages and water. “Glisten” After dark, lights are reflected in the water – reds, oranges, greens. Water was still – reflections were slightly rippled. A boat is passing by causing the reflections to fracture and become distorted.
There are a few more entries. Each entry became shorter. I obviously do not have the attention span to keep up with something like this, and, yet, I am a pretty faithful blogger. Guess I just need an audience!!
I will be taking a day off from sort and purge tomorrow. Mr C and I are driving down to Eugene for the Episcopal Diocese convention. I am manning the Trinity Arts table with the prospectus and entry form for our juried show in May.
